Running of the Cult

Silence

        "Okay so, Why does a skeleton never go trick or treatin'?"
Ramsley chuckled, he was the one to tell stupid jokes. It didn't bother Tara so much, but she had thought that his jokes were stupid. However she had always played along with it anyway because she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"I don't know-"

"It's because they have no body to go with." Ramsley then began to burst out in laughter. He was such a dad. Tara faked a little laugh but then she had something that she really wanted to say to him on a serious note."
You know I don't think I ever had this much fun with someone in my life"

Tara smiled to herself as she sat in the truck with Ramsley. They were riding to pick up the kids. They had just gotten done from having a fun night together, she had a blast off-roading with Ramsley. She didn't know that Ramsley had a special jeep that him and Ramiro built together. She also didn't know that Ramsley was into building cars with his friends, she thought it was so hot. She had never been in anything that fast in her life. It gave it a bit of an adrenal rush, she liked it because it was the good kind of adrenaline; one that she wasn't used to feeling. 'I kissed him again and I felt safe' She thought before he had said anything else to her.

They were riding on a back road, she had never been to Ramiro's home before. They were driving a different way home, he wanted to take a backway home so they could get there quicker. She didn't like the back way, it was in the middle of no where, it had reminded her of her childhood. The deep woods, and only the sound of birds chirping. Her childhood home was a run-down trailer, only her and her mother lived there because that was the only place they could afford after her mother's diner had been shut down.

"I need to make ya happy, ya deserve it. Bloody hell, ya fabulous ya know that-" He told her as he looked over at her. 

That made her feel so warm. 'This is true happiness' She thought to herself. She actually believed that her life was getting better. She no longer felt depression around him. He had guided her when she was in need. He encouraged her to go back to school and get a job, which she did both. She felt like she was become the independent woman that her mother had always wished she would be. He felt the same way. Before Tara, he didn't interact with other females. He was damaged by his last relationship. She left him high and dry. She told him that he and their daughter together were the worst things that had ever happened to her. She just wanted to get high all the time and have fun. Ramsley wasn't into that. She controlled him most times, she was abusive. He never gave up though, he always stayed positive and strong. He was a single dad, he had beat addiction, and he owned a butcher shop which quickly became popular. But, this was his happy place. In the truck with a woman in which had built him up and made him believe in faith. The one he had fallen in love with in a simple glance.

"Ramsley, I know I haven't been able to say this but... I am in love with you- I know we've been seeing each other for a few months- 6 months now... You don't know how hard it is for me to say this... I was so scared, I knew it was a risk... but, you know you're the risk I am will to take."

She said shyly. She didn't know how he was going to react to that, she had hoped that he would be happy but she had a fear deep down he would leave her. He heard the words she spoke and his heart started to race. He pulled the car over on the side of the road and he quickly snapped his neck in his direction. He was red in the face and his eyes were widened. He slowly had formed a grin on his face, his eyes were all watery with joy.

"I've... been waiting to hear ya say that Tara Lynn, It's been 6 months and I thought you were never gonna say it... My heart is beatin'... I never been in love with anyone like ya before Tara. Ya are beautiful shelia. I waited for this and ya made me work. I loved workin' for this moment- I loved ya since I met ya-"

He had gently reached to caress her cheek, he was taking this all in still. She had lifted her hand and she felt his boney hand against her plump cheek. Her eyes sparkled into his eyes. his thumb had just rolled on her cheek for a few minutes before he came closer. His hot breath was now felt on her lips. He raced his hand down to her chin, his thumb hooking onto her lips. She sunk down in her seat, she was getting chills from this. This felt very good to her, she wasn't used to this romantic affection. She opened her mouth slowly and took his thumb into her mouth. He was confused as to what she was doing but he let it happen. Her cheeks began to tightened around his thumb, as she swirled her tongue around his thumb. He now saw where she was going with it, and quite frankly he didn't mind. He pulled his thumb away and took advantage of the moment and began attacking her lips with his. The heat was radiating through their bodies. It felt almost like fireworks, this quickly became something that was beautiful, both of them were in complete awe. Their lips were bound together. His chapped lips were like sandpaper against her. He was overtaking her a bit, but she allowed him to take control. He tasted like cigarettes and coffee, but Tara didn't care. She adored everything about him, even all the disgusting things that he does at times. She couldn't hold back much longer, she had never wanted someone as much as she has now. It was starting to escalate, the once passionate kiss began to turn sloppy and wet, much more sexual. There was an exchange of tongues, as drool began to drip of their bounded lips. She couldn't help but moan, she felt as if she was collapsing in his hands. Her whole body was beginning to come undone. She wanted more. She shifted her hips towards him, but he had stopped her and pulled away just a few inches away from her lips and gave her an evil smirk.

"Don't you wanna save yourself for me when we're really hot and heavy? Maybe build the sexual tension up, see who cracks first. I think it is a sexy idea~" He said as his heated breath began to dry her wet needy lips

She didn't understand, she wanted him but she felt as if he didn't want her but she gave him a simple nod. He pulled away fully and he began to recollect himself, shifting his body forward. He took a few deep breaths, as did she. She started to re-adjust herself.

"We need to pick up the kids anyways, and hopefully ya' would be willin' to stay at my place again. If not I understand-" Ramsley said, he wanted Tara to stay with him. He was content when they were together. She was the only one that knew he had a weak spot for mushy romance movies. He had loved The Notebook but he always cried like a big baby when they watched it together.

"I'll stay with you-" She answered quickly.

She liked not feeling alone when she slept at night. He had provided her a sense of security. She adored the way he wrapped his arms around her, and kept her warm at night.

"Good-" He said as he started the car back up, and he began to drive once more. She looked around, and she then realized the road they were on. She gasped deeply and she closed her eyes, she started to shake really bad. They had passed a trailer on the side of the road, her childhood trailer. She began to get flashbacks, and she covered her head quickly. Ramsley took notice, he instantly was worried.

"Baby? Are ya' okay? What's happenin?" His tone was concerned for her well being, he had never seen her have an episode like this.

"Keep driving, Ramsley-" She snapped, she didn't want to talk. She was trying to prevent herself from crying, this had hurt her too much.

"Are ya' su-"

"KEEP FUCKING DRIVING RAMSLEY!" She yelled at him, it had hurt that she had yelled at him like that. He didn't know what he did wrong. He just wanted to help her, he thought she loved him. He was confused but didn't want to say anymore, he hated being yelled at. They drove on the road, but not one word was spoken. The car was filled with complete silence.